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Saturday, January 2, 2010

Have you ever skimmed through somebody's photos on Facebook account to see the same recurring comments again and again? I'm sure you have. Whether it's people comments saying 'pretty', 'sexy' or 'hot' when you've seen the same comments again and again you wonder whether the comments are sincere or third rate sucking up. Well this is what I start thinking in that situation. Then I think about the person who posted up the photos, whether the comments had gotten in their head and made them more proud or if they're just used to these comments all the time that it does not affect them at all.
Then there's the situation where the person who uploaded the photos denies it when they're complimented, saying things like 'I'm ugly' or 'You're prettier!'. Really, if those people did feel that way.. why would they post up photos of themselves? the excuse "I needed a dp." is too old and common now. Whatever the reason is, can't they at least give a simple 'thank you' when they're complimented? It doesn't make them seem stuck up, but it does save time and seems more of a polite reply.
Well, enough of my rambling on photos, I hope you all had a good New Years. On New Years Eve I spent a few hours at a dress up party as a maid again. I wanted to dress up in my PJs with my teddy bear slippers, but my friends recommended the maid outfit. There I met another girl in a maid outfit, so it was pretty cool. I had lots of fun dancing and drinking then afterwards I went to the city to watch the fireworks with my friend, her boyfriend and my boyfriend. I was suppose to meet with another friend and company, however things lead to another and my friend ended up in the Melbourne Central and my group outside of crown, watching the fireworks. It was a semi-miracle. Despite the rain, the fireworks weren't cancelled, though it wasn't as beautiful as last year. However, I had a romantic and great time. I spent New Years with 0ne of my best friends and I had a cliche moment with my boyfriend where you kissed on New Years, however it was also a 'kiss in the rain'. It was a great night full of laughs. We ate in a restaurant called Cervo in Crown. the food was great but the bill was a few cents short from $200 and my boyfriend developed a man-crush on the waiter who served us at first abnd tipped him like $5. The waitress who served us after didn't give us our change and avoided eye contact with us, so we just left without our few cents change. On the way home I met a close friend who I haven't spoken to in a while and it was really nice catching up with her on our way home on the first day of the year.
Well thats enough about my life, tell me. What did you do for New Years?

writtern @3:16 AM